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Dat Soltfleesch weer grön, un de Speck weer vull Moden.
to my hoodah, to my hoodah!
Köm gev dat bloß an Wiehnachtsobend.
hoodah, hoodah ho!
Blow boys blow, for Californio.
There is plenty of gold so I am told
on the banks of Sacramento.
Blow boys blow, for Californio.
There is plenty of gold so I am told
on the banks of Sacramento. Un wulln wi mol seiln, ick segg dat jo nur,
to my hoodah, to my hoodah!
denn leupt he dree vorut und veer wedder retur,
hoodah, hoodah ho!
Blow boys blow, for Californio.
There is plenty of gold so I am told
on the banks of Sacramento.
Blow boys blow, for Californio.
There is plenty of gold so I am told
on the banks of Sacramento.

As dat Schipp weur, so weur ok de Kaptein,
to my hoodah, to my hoodah!
de Lüd for dat Schipp weurn ok blot schangheit.
hoodah, hoodah ho!
Blow boys blow, for Californio.
There is plenty of gold so I am told
on the banks of Sacramento.
Blow boys blow, for Californio.
There is plenty of gold so I am told
on the banks of Sacramento.